Ashtray

Smokescreenin

I don't see shit

Why would you pre-conceive it

By saying something serious

You're acting so delirious

You're acting so delirious

You're acting so delirious

You're acting so delirious

Froze up

Lost my

Breath

Sleep deprivation

Can't move

Old hag on my chest

Rentfree, I kicked her out

The window

And you know well

You say

Well done

Then something

But the musics getting so loud

You said they keep spinning you around

Picking on what you wearing out

Probably should of said something

Cigarette sharing on your couch

I admit

I've got to

Keep it

To myself

I was

Supposed to

Get off here

I couldn't help

So, yеah

Cause I don't

I'm thinking

I'm thinking

I think that tea mugs getting cold

In your ashtray, full of mould

Dеar departed for the week

Headbutt your dashboard

Then I'm sold

Fed up of farewell scenes

Multiplying its unhealthy

What you're tryna tell me

Isnt helping out remotely

Never got-

See I never got clear spells

Let's not gravitate to when the tears fell

Glass shards on the slade, green beer bells

Since eighteen, I was wanting more

Than set rules, feeling so regretful

I was nineteen

When that curveball decked me

I pray you don't text me

There's like 3, 4 guys tryna next me

You said they keep spinning you around

Picking on what you wearing out

Probably should of said something

Cigarette sharing on your couch

I admit

I've got to

Keep it

To myself

I was

Supposed to

Get off here

I couldn't help

So, so

Cause I don't

Yeah I don't

Cause I don't